I Throw Red Yarn, Prince Charming I Can.
Chapters 32.
"Much talk!"
The masked man ran towards Zhu Wu Chen while brandishing his sword while Zhu Wu Chen casually only dodged the attack while folding both his hands on his chest.
"That's all you can do, I've wasted my time" Wu Chen's hardened waist-rigged.
The mysterious man looked furious and went back to attack, but this time Zhu Wu Chen did not dodge anymore he was serving the person for a duel.
The sound of swords clashing against each other sounded nonstop, attack after attack they continued to do as if no one wanted to budge until finally after a battle between the two that was quite fierce, as if no one wanted to give up until finally, the mysterious man escaped after getting a deep wound from the slash from Zhu Wu Chen's sword.
The man with the black veil tilted his smile as he saw his opponent blur, then walked over to Xing'er who was still sitting on the ground.
"Hua'er, are you okay?"
Xing'er nodded her head, while Zhu Wu Chen involuntarily looked at Xing'er's bloodied hand.
"Your hand is hurt."
The girl looked at his hand and began to grimace in pain.
"Follow me, I'll treat your wound," Wu Chen asked about to take Xing'er to Hua Hua valley.
"Miss Xing'er!"
The voices of some people calling out his name rang out in Xing'er's ears.
"Yu Mu," Xing'er murmured inwardly when she found out that the voice belonged to the healer.
"Wide, if they meet they will definitely fight I should immediately get Wu Gege out of here," Xing'er continued.
"Hua'er," called Wu Chen upon seeing Xing'er daydreaming.
"Ah, Wu Gege lukaku is just a little I will treat it at home .. hmm thanks for helping me today, I have to go home soon," Xing'er said hurriedly standing up.
"But—."
"I'll go first, bye." Xing'er waved her hand towards Wu Chen and hurried off to approach Yu Mu.
Zhu Wu Chen who was astonished just looked at Xing'er's back who had now moved away from his sight, then he left the place.
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"Yu Yu!" xing'er shouted towards the young healer as he limped and held onto his injured hand.
Mu Yu turned his head towards the source of the voice and was shocked when he saw Xing'er's injured state.
"Miss Xing'er."
Xing'er fell down and lay down on the ground while staring at the young healer. " Mu Yu, it looks like I will die .. Please tell Wang Yue if all my life I will only love her," Xing'er said listlessly.
"What are you saying," sniffed Mu Yu worriedly then checked the pulse in his hand and sighed deeply.
"Mu Yu, forgive me for not being able to keep my promise to bring you into my world and introduce you to the modern medical world, say my regards to Suan gege da— as well,"
"Miss stop bragging, you won't die your wounds aren't even deep. Let's get up and go home," Mu Yu sidestepped, cutting Xing'er's words.
Xing'er's two eyes rounded, she hurriedly got up and sat down. "really?"
"Yes, your wounds are just scratches."
Xing'er sighed deeper and bent her face.
"Why?"
The girl glanced at Mu Yu. "It's okay .. uh, Mu Yu can you tell Wang Yue if I get seriously injured," Xing'er said smiling sillyly.
"Huh?"
"Aiya, just follow what I said just now yes please," Xing'er pleaded.
"Alright, but in return you'll have to give me instant noodles in your bag."
"Hao le," Xing'er replied rising up from her seat excitedly.
"Then, let's go back you have to tell me what happened to you just now," Mu Yu said.
To be honest Mu Yu felt uneasy and not brave, but Xing'er continued to whine and she was afraid that Xing'er would complain that no-no to Han Wang Yue was forced to obey her, instead, because lately Mu Yu saw the closeness between Wang Yue and Xing'er looked unusual.
While holding Xing'er, along the way Mu Yu continued to listen to Xing'er's story being chased by strangers and ended up with Xing'er's story liking Wang Yue at first glance.
Arguably 10% recounted the incident of the barn burning, and the rest of the expression of feelings towards Han Wang Yue.
Flashback.
"Didn't you find a clue who that guy was?" asked Wang Yue.
Xing'er shook her head.
Han Wang Yue seemed to think for a moment before rubbing Xing'er's hand back and telling her to rest.
"Abao, I told you not to go without my knowledge like this again do you understand?"
"Are you really worried about me now?" goda Xing'er smiled.
Wang Yue returned Xing'er's smile. "Of course, you're my future wife I don't want you to do anything."
Xing'er's eyes were round again, her happy expression as if she couldn't hide when she heard that Wang Yue had admitted herself as his future wife.
"Mu Yu, you heard that you must remember well if from this moment on I am the future wife of the crown prince," Xing'er exuberantly chanted.
Mu Yu simply poked his lips. "Alright I'll take notes, but don't forget my noodles."
Xing'er smiled happily as she looked at Han Wang Yue who was also looking at her while tilting both corners of her lips.
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Han Zhaoyang Inn.
A healer was checking on the injured state of Nansu, after examining him the healer with his white beard approached Zhaoyang and saluted.
"Prince, the wound suffered by him is quite severe and takes several weeks to recover .. I will make a prescription for the medicine so that the wound dries quickly," said the physician.
Han Zhaoyang simply nodded. "Hide this from everyone."
"Okay noble," the doctor left Han Zhaoyang's inn.
The first prince approached Nansu's bed with his flat face.
"I'm sorry prince, I didn't manage to catch the woman" Nansu said, grimacing in pain.
"Let it be, as long as you don't show who you are the woman won't know if the culprit is you" Zhaoyang was greeted with a nod of Nansu's head.
"Do you know who helped him?"
"I don't know, the man was wearing a veil but from his martial arts and sword it seemed like it came from a dajing."
"Dajing?" Zhaoyang narrowed his eyes, thinking about what Xing'er's relationship with the dajing man was.
"True prince, he also had time to say if he was a Goddess from the future and he showed me a strange object" explained Nansu.
"Weird stuff? What'sthat?"
"I don't know either, I just saw him the first time he pointed it at me and suddenly a small flash came out of it."
Han Zhaoyang was getting curious about the object told by his subordinate, he had to continue investigating Xing'er and find out the dajing person.
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